Tree Beard's Revenge

We have been slowly winding down at Nostell, there is only a couple of soak aways to dig before we move off the carpark site. Duck L'Orange and I have been trowelling the natural in one for the past two days. We passed the time mainly by me shouting at Duck L'Orange about people being unhappy and accepting it rather than actually doing something that quite obviously would make them happy. Sir Stanners and G-Funk have been finishing another trench until this morning when G-Funk went off into the woods to dig out three trenches by hand for some drainage scheme. He came back at break time and told us he'd been attacked by a dog. We reckoned that a women had been walking through the wood and spotted a lone lunatic digging what she probably assumed were shallow graves and set the dog on him. After lunch he took Sir Stanners to 'go and do some levels'. The Brown Wizard had taken Pippin into Fangorn Forest. Duck L'Orange and I had visions of G Funk stripping himself naked and chasing Stanners through the woods like a cemetery rapist with twigs and leaves stuck in his beard and hair.

A short one, but I thought I'd just share that with you. If you want to see the blog post that got me fired in Singapore, you have to leave me some comments...